Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

She is so good-looking and beautiful, how could she not be moved by her.

She really couldn't think of any reason other than this.

Qin Wuyue's face suddenly turned cold, and his voice was serious and somewhat persuasive, "Wanwan, liking is not a one-sided request. If Di Yuan never likes you, it's time for you to let go."

With that Long Qingcheng here, there is no way his silly sister would be able to do anything.

But Qin Wan stamped her foot, "I don't, I won't." She said angrily, "Even if you don't help, brother, I will definitely make Brother Ninth like me."

Looking at Qin Wan running away, Qin Wuyue sighed. He was speechless and asked Ada to push him to the old man's study.

Qin Wuyue rarely disturbed Qin Beiyuan so late. After all, the old man was already asleep at this time, and the reason why he went there was because he had spoken to the old man a long time ago and would go there today.

Pushing open the door of the study room, the old man was wearing a black Taoist robe, holding a brush in his hand, bending over, and writing calligraphy.

Seeing his grandson coming, he stood up, put down his brush, and said with gentleness on his brows, "Is there anything you need to discuss with me so late?"

At this time, all the Qin family members were asleep.

Therefore, Qin Beiyuan naturally understood that Qin Wuyue did not want others to know about what he wanted to discuss.

Qin Beiyuan walked out of it and poured out the brewed tea. Just as he was about to hand it over, Qin Wuyue turned the wheelchair and picked up the tea cup, "Grandpa, sit down."

Qin Wuyue took a sip before getting down to business, "I found a doctor who can treat my leg."

Qin Beiyuan grasped the tea cup slightly, with a hint of excitement in his voice, "Who is it? Where is she? What conditions does she have?"

Qin Wuyue's leg has always been a thorn in the side of the Qin family, and countless doctors have said that there is nothing they can do to save it.

Qin Wuyue sighed, "She is a young girl, but she is the descendant of the 103 needles of the ghost gate. But she does not cure the Qin family. She said that if you want to cure it, you can go and kowtow ten times in front of her, so I want to ask grandpa Is there any connection with her?"

Qin Beiyuan: "..."

If you can be bold and bold, don't take yourself seriously, you are still a girl, the only one you can think of is her.

She said at the beginning that you will be punished.

But the retribution was on his grandson.

She said, I will ask you to come and kowtow ten times in front of me to beg me!

Now, she does.

She, she, is always so arrogant and domineering.

Qin Beiyuan put down the tea cup and said in a shallow voice, but filled with endless sadness, "Old friend."

An old man who stepped into the coffin, and a young girl in her prime, Qin Wuyue was very surprised how they became friends.

This Long Qingcheng is not simple!

……

The next day, the warm sun rose. Long Qingcheng opened his eyes, yawned, and got up to take a shower.

At half past eight, she finished cleaning up, went downstairs, and sat on the sofa looking at the takeout app on her phone, preparing to order a meal.

The bell outside the door rang at this time, and Long Qingcheng was very confused. Except for Cheng Lin, no one knew about it. No - there was also Di Yuanjue who was here yesterday, but...

This place is so far away from Di's house, so it's impossible for him to come so early.

She stood up and walked slowly to the door. Through the peephole, she saw that the person coming was actually Shadow Wind.

She opened the door and Yingfeng greeted: "Miss Long, good morning."

"Good morning."

Long Qingcheng looked at Di Yuanjue behind Yingfeng. She was leaning on the door frame, smiling wickedly, "You got up so early, didn't you leave yesterday?"

"Not leaving..."